But whenever we return to East Tennessee from any of our wonderings, it is the sight of these blue mountains that fills my heart with joy. Maybe it is their majesty or just their comforting familiarity, but they speak to me each time with a soothing, “Welcome home”.

Sorry for shortage of recent posts. We are back in Florida with many distractions and hopefully new inspirations. Liza says I should share her “Dripping Rust” with those of you who are following her interest in deteriorating metals.